Snow Song
By Mary Graham Lund
Snow has a song:
It sings, “Hush, hush!”
It whooshes and slides
From roofs in a rush.
It goes crunch, crunch
On the old brick walk;
It makes tinkly echoes
When people talk.
The music splinters
From the steeple chime
When the snow is thick
At Christmas time.
(1960)
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Whatever one thinks about simple, rhymmy poems like this, it must’ve been fun for children to recite this kind of poetry out loud.
That’s a song I hope I don’t hear anytime soon! Brrr.
This poem reminds me of a record-breaking snowfall back when I was in the MTC in the early 1990s. There was something magical about watching those huge flakes start to come down, and I’m sure part of the magic included not having to get out shovels and boots.
Reminds me of a winter camp up Big Cottonwood Canyon, when some of the new scouts, sent outside in their underwear (and boots) for a few minutes as initiation, got caught in a snowslide off the cabin roof. They weren’t singing happy songs!
Some kids moved to Idaho when I was in first grade and had never seen snow. They talked about how confusing it was to hear about snow being soft and silent and then crunchy and slick. If you haven’t experienced snow, this poem is confusing.